50 years past from that tragic day which i only knew bit of what happend through my grandad and from reading up on utd history over the past they shaped our history as we know it and so young when they were taken from us

sir bobby charlton's interview was just on setanta...made me cry for an hour.
the part that hit me the most was when he said he woke up in a hospital room a day after the tragedy and there was a young guy next to him with a newspaper.
the guy did'nt speak any english so sir bobby would say the name of a player and the guy would gesture if they had been killed or not.
he made me think about how awful that must have been for him and everyone else involved.

liz jomaa wrote:sir bobby charlton's interview was just on setanta...made me cry for an hour.
the part that hit me the most was when he said he woke up in a hospital room a day after the tragedy and there was a young guy next to him with a newspaper.
the guy did'nt speak any english so sir bobby would say the name of a player and the guy would gesture if they had been killed or not.
he made me think about how awful that must have been for him and everyone else involved.

rip busby babes

A bit that got me emotional was reading in Bobbys book about when Jimmy came down to Munich from Manchester to visit the hospital. He wondered round and spoke to all the players. He then asked the doctor where the other ward was. He just shook his head and Jimmy realised the scale of the crash. Also the last time Jimmy saw Big Dunc. He went over to the bed and Dunc was lay there and he opened his eyes and said "what times kick off? I cant miss the next match"

liz jomaa wrote:sir bobby charlton's interview was just on setanta...made me cry for an hour.
the part that hit me the most was when he said he woke up in a hospital room a day after the tragedy and there was a young guy next to him with a newspaper.
the guy did'nt speak any english so sir bobby would say the name of a player and the guy would gesture if they had been killed or not.
he made me think about how awful that must have been for him and everyone else involved.

rip busby babes

i watched that inerview too and when he said that guy who didn't speak english just spoke out the names and said if they were dead or not...and sir chalrton was thinking these were the people who invited for christmas and went to dinners together...i felt so sad too...

Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted.

Whenever they're playing in your town,
Be sure to get to that football ground,
Take a lesson, come and see, Football taught by Matt Busby,
Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted.

Down on Maine Road's greasy pastures,
Play a load of dozy bastards, Colin Bell, the City ace,
A ruptured duck has got more pace,
Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted.

The Flowers of Manchester
One cold and bitter Thursday in Munich, Germany,
Eight great football stalwarts conceded victory,
Eight men will never play again who met destruction there,
The flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester

Matt Busby's boys were flying, returning from Belgrade,
This great United family, all masters of their trade,
The pilot of the aircraft, the skipper Captain Thain,
Three times they tried to take off and twice turned back again.

The third time down the runaway disaster followed close,
There was slush upon that runaway and the aircraft never rose,
It ploughed into the marshy ground, it broke, it overturned.
And eight of the team were killed as the blazing wreckage burned.

Roger Byrne and Tommy Taylor who were capped for England's side.
And Ireland's Billy Whelan and England's Geoff Bent died,
Mark Jones and Eddie Colman, and David Pegg also,
They all lost their lives as it ploughed on through the snow.

Big Duncan he went too, with an injury to his brain,
And Ireland's brave Jack Blanchflower will never play again,
The great Matt Busby lay there, the father of his team
Three long months passed by before he saw his team again.

The trainer, coach and secretary, and a member of the crew,
Also eight sporting journalists who with United flew,
and one of them Big Swifty, who we will ne'er forget,
the finest English 'keeper that ever graced the net.

Oh, England's finest football team its record truly great,
its proud successes mocked by a cruel turn of fate.
Eight men will never play again, who met destruction there,
the flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester

Forever and Ever,
We'll follow the boys,
Of Manchester United,
The Busby Babes,
For we made a promise,
To defend our faith,
In Manchester United,
The Busby Babes.

We've all sworn allegiance,
To fight till we die,
To stand by United,
And the Red flag we fly,
There'll be no surrender,
We'll fight to the last,
To defeat all before us,
As we did in the past.

For we're Stretford Enders,
With United we grew,
To the famous Red Devils,
We're loyal and true,
To part-time supporters,
We'll never descend,
We'll never forsake you,
We'll be here to the end.

For we all remember,
That '58 day,
And the plane that once stood on,
That Munich runway,
As it tried to take off,
For the third fatal time,
The immortal young babes were,
Cut down in their prime.

In the cold snow of Munich,
They laid down their lives,
But they live on forever,
In our hearts and our minds,
Their names are now legend,
For the whole world to see.
Why this club's a religion,
Spelt M.U.F.C.

So bow down before them,
And lift up your eyes,
For Old Trafford's glory,
Will always survive.

I went down to Old Trafford this morning as I do every year, to lay some red and white flowers. It was encouraging to see people coming all the time to lay flowers and/or pay their respects. It's the least the Babes deserve.

"England's finest football team it's record truly great,
It's proud success mocked by this cruel turn of fate.
Eight men will never play again who met disaster there,
The flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester."

All the good die young
My father once told me.
And who better than them
The victims of Munich tragedy
It's just so hard to take in
That we can never see them again.

And to hear everyone keep telling us
that they are all in a better place.
we then ask what better place can there be
than with all the people who love them.
But yet again deep inside we know,
That they are with someone who loves them more.

How it feels just like yesterday,
The 50th years that they’ve gone
Today another year for us to look at
to remember them and all that they have done.

They always brightened the life of everyone
With the football they all play.
Just please remember while they are gone
We will all be reunited one day.

And we all know they standing beside us
every step of the way.
And for them we'll keep the red flag flying high
And we’ll do it Manchester united way.

To victims of munich 58
You will never be forgotten,
we pledge to you today,
a hallowed place within our hearts,
is where you'll always stay.